Free Web NovelChapter 106: The Walking Funnies (2)
The settlers stood frozen in awe as they witnessed Shinon’s bold bravery amidst the encroaching horde of undead. Their eyes widened with astonishment, disbelief, and a glimmer of hope.
They had never seen someone fight with such tenacity, their hearts swelling with admiration and gratitude. Whispers of astonishment rippled through the crowd, their hushed voices carrying the weight of awe and inspiration.
"Look at him go! He’s fearless!"
"I’ve never seen anything like it!"
"Hey! The zombies are heading towards him! Take them down!"
Amid their astonishment, a familiar voice pierced through the air. "You think that’s impressive? Watch this!"
It was Marcus. A knowing smile danced upon his lips as he took in the stunned faces of the settlers as he fearlessly charged at the zombies along with the guards. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
As he moved, his body underwent a remarkable transformation. Muscles rippled and bulged, veins pulsated with raw power, and his stature grew taller and more imposing.
Marcus leapt into the fray with a mighty roar, his fortified fists crashing into the horde of zombies. The impact was devastating, sending shockwaves through the sea of undead as their bodies crumbled beneath his unstoppable force.
The settlers watched in awe as he single-handedly demolished the creatures, his sheer strength and resilience unmatched. Inspired by Shinon’s unwavering courage and Marcus’ formidable display, two more figures emerged from the crowd. freewebnovel.cσ๓
Sable and Lova couldn’t let Marcus or Shinon outshine them anymore. After all, they had an image to uphold as Phoenixes. They locked eyes and exchanged a determined nod, their resolve mirrored in their unwavering gazes.
Together, Sable and Lova stepped forward, their fire powers and psychic energy radiating around them. Flames engulfed Sable’s hands, and ethereal energy crackled around Lova’s fingertips.
They jumped into action with synchronised movements, unleashing their formidable abilities upon the encroaching undead. Fire erupted, scorching the surrounding zombies, while psychic waves tore through their ranks, causing havoc and confusion.
The settlers gasped, their disbelief transforming into hope and determination. Encouraged by the extraordinary bravery and strength displayed by Shinon, Marcus, Sable, and Lova, a wave of courage surged through their veins.
No longer confined by fear, the settlers found the strength to break free from their paralysis. They didn’t waste any more time rallying behind the heroes. They charged into the fray as a united force, each fighting with a renewed sense of purpose.
A primal roar erupted from the settlers, their voices intertwining in a resounding cry that echoed through the settlement. The thunderous sound reverberated in the air, drowning out the moans of the undead and filling the hearts of the living with newfound strength.
Moreover, even the people who weren’t interested in fighting before joined the fight. Each person gripped their chosen weapon tightly, be it a makeshift club, a rusty blade, or a sturdy wooden staff.
Fear was replaced by a fierce determination as they surged forward, ready to face the oncoming horde head-on.
As the chaos of battle raged on, Shinon’s keen senses picked up a subtle shift in the tide. The settlers had found their courage and joined the fray with determination.
"About damn time," Shinon mumbled, replacing the hammer with the sword.
A smile of relief and pride tugged at the corners of Shinon’s lips as he realised the significance of this turning point. He could feel the ground beneath him tremble as their combined force sandwiched the undead between their advancing lines.
The horde, caught off guard by this unexpected resistance, was trapped in a deadly pincer movement. While the settlers pushed the zombies towards Shinon, he effortlessly slaughtered as many of them as possible using his sword and the shadowy blades he had summoned.
One particularly clumsy zombie stumbled towards Shinon, its arms flailing in a desperate attempt to land a blow. With a quick sidestep, Shinon evaded its feeble attack, causing the zombie to crash headfirst into a nearby tree.
"Hm... maybe I should record this stuff and release a series called ’The Walking Funnies’ once I return to my world." Shinon sighed before resuming chopping down the undead.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the battlefield, the settlers were equally relentless in their attacks. Laughter and cheers erupted amidst the clash of weapons as they found moments of respite amid the chaos.
"Oi, Marcus! You’re stealing all the fun!" Sable called out, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Leave some for the rest of us!"
Marcus grinned, parrying a zombie’s clumsy attack. "Sorry, bitch! Can’t help it if I’m just too good!"
"Oh, is that so? Well, watch this!" Lova joined in with a hint of playful competitiveness.
With a mischievous twinkle, Lova summoned her psychic abilities to conjure a hilarious spectacle. As her hands swirled through the air, a massive chunk of land rose, defying gravity with a comical wobble before crashing down on the hapless undead beneath.
"Now that’s what I call a smashing performance!" Lova called out, barely able to contain her amusement.
Encouraged by Lova’s creative approach, other settlers followed suit, concocting their unique ways to tackle the zombie horde.
One brave soul used a zombie’s head as a makeshift soccer ball, sending it flying with a triumphant kick.
Another settler improvised a zombie limbo competition, ducking and dodging beneath their outstretched arms.
Amidst the chaos, the battlefield transformed into a carnival of absurdity, where laughter mingled with the clash of weapons.
The undead, confounded by the unexpected antics, stumbled and tripped over their decaying feet, adding a touch of slapstick comedy to the gruesome scene.
With each burst of laughter, they grew bolder and more determined, using humour as their secret weapon against the undead onslaught.
In their mindless confusion, the zombies found themselves facing a formidable force armed not only with weapons but with absurd ideas to get rid of them.
As the battle raged on, the banter between the settlers continued. They exchanged playful taunts and lighthearted jabs, forging a bond that transcended the horrors of the undead. Who would’ve thought fighting a horde would be so much fun?
